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DION CHRYSOSTOME, Au peuple de Tarse (discours 33; traduction anglaise)

Paragraphes 35-39

  Paragraphes 35-39

[33,35] εἰ δή τις ὑπῆρχε τοιαύτη πόλις, ὥστε ἀεὶ θρηνούντων ἐν αὐτῇ ἀκούειν καὶ μηδένα δύνασθαι δίχα τῆς δυσφημίας ταύτης προελθεῖν μηδὲ ἐπ´ ὀλίγον, πρὸς τοῦ Διὸς ἔστιν ὅστις ἂν ἡδέως ἐπεδήμησεν; καίτοι τὸ μὲν θρηνεῖν, ὡς ἂν εἴποι τις, ἀτυχίας ἐστὶ σημεῖον, τὸ δὲ τοιοῦτον ἀναισχυντίας, ἀσελγείας τῆς ἐσχάτης. οὐκοῦν εἰκὸς ἐν δυστυχέσι μᾶλλον ἀνθρώποις ἐθέλειν διατρίβειν ἀκολάστοις. ἐγὼ μὲν γὰρ οὐκ ἂν ἑλοίμην ἀκούειν οὐδὲ αὐλούντων διηνεκῶς· ἀλλ´ εἴ τις ἔστι τοιοῦτος τόπος, ἐν συνεχής ἐστιν ἦχος εἴτε αὐλῶν εἴτε ᾠδῆς εἴτε κιθάρας, οἷον δή φασι τὸν τῶν Σειρήνων εἶναι σκόπελον ἀεὶ μελῳδούμενον, οὐκ ἂν δυναίμην ἐκεῖσε ἐλθὼν διάγειν. (36) τὸν δέ γε ἄγριον τοῦτον καὶ χαλεπὸν ἦχον τίς ἂν μέτριος ἄνθρωπος ὑπομείνειεν; ἀλλ´ ἐὰν μέν τις οἴκημα παριὼν ἀκούσῃ τοῦ τοιούτου, δῆλον ὅτι φήσει χαμαιτυπεῖον αὐτὸ εἶναι. τὴν δὲ πόλιν τί φήσουσιν, ἐν πανταχοῦ σχεδὸν εἷς ἐπικρατεῖ φθόγγος, καὶ οὔτε καιρὸν οὔτε ἡμέραν οὔτε τόπον ἐξαίρετον οὐδένα ποιοῦνται, ἀλλ´ ἐν στενωποῖς, ἐν οἰκίαις, ἐν ἀγοραῖς, παρὰ τὸ θέατρον, ἐν τῷ γυμνασίῳ δυναστεύει τὸ πρᾶγμα; καὶ αὐλοῦντος μὲν ἕωθεν οὐδενὸς ἀκήκοα ἐγὼ μέχρι νῦν ἐν τῇ πόλει, τοῦτο δὲ τὸ θαυμαστὸν μέλος (37) εὐθὺς ἅμα τῇ ἡμέρᾳ κινεῖται. καίτοι με οὐ λέληθεν ὅτι ἴσως τινὲς ληρεῖν με νομίζουσι τὰ τοιαῦτα ἐξετάζοντα, καὶ μηδὲν εἶναι παρὰ τοῦτο, μόνον ἂν τὰ λάχανα ἁμάξαις εἰσφέρητε καὶ πολλοὺς ἄρτους θεωρῆτε ἐν τῷ μέσῳ καὶ τὸ τάριχος καὶ τὰ κρέα. σκοπούντων δὲ ὅμως αὐτοὶ τὸ πρᾶγμα οὕτως. εἴ τις αὐτῶν παραγένοιτο εἰς πόλιν, ἐν πάντες ,τι ἂν δεικνύωσι τῷ μέσῳ δακτύλῳ δεικνύουσι, κἂν δεξιὰν ἐμβάλλῃ τις, οὕτως ἐνέβαλε, κἂν προτείνῃ τὴν χεῖρα οὕτως, κἂν δῆμος χειροτονῶσι, κἂν οἱ δικασταὶ τὴν ψῆφον φέρωσι, ποίαν τινὰ ἡγήσονται τὴν πόλιν ταύτην; ἐὰν δὲ (38) ἀνασυράμενοι πάντες βαδίζωσιν, ὥσπερ ἐν λίμνῃ; {ἆρα ἀγνοεῖτε ὅτι ταῦτ´ ἐστὶ τὰ καθ´ ὑμῶν ἀφορμὴν δεδωκότα βλασφημίας, ὥστε δημοσίᾳ κατὰ τῆς πόλεως ἔχειν ,τι λέγωσι τοὺς ἀπεχθῶς ὑμῖν διακειμένους; ἀλλὰ πόθεν τὰς κερκίδας ὑμῖν ἐπιβοῶσιν; καίτοι οὔ φασι δεῖν διαφέρειν οὔθ´ ὑμῖν οὔτε τοῖς ἄλλοις ὑπὲρ ὧν ἕτεροι λέγουσιν, ἀλλ´ ὑπὲρ ὧν αὐτοὶ ποιεῖτε.} φέρε, ἂν καταλάβῃ τοιοῦτον πάθος δημοσίᾳ τινάς, ὥστε γυναικῶν λαβεῖν φωνὴν ἅπαντας καὶ μηδένα δύνασθαι μήτε νέον μήτε πρεσβύτερον ἀνδριστὶ μηδὲν εἰπεῖν· οὐ δόξει χαλεπὸν εἶναι καὶ παντὸς οἶμαι λοιμοῦ βαρύτερον; {οὐ γὰρ τὸ πυρέττειν αἰσχρὸν οὐδὲ τὸ ἀποθνῄσκειν·} ὥστε πέμποιεν ἂν εἰς θεοῦ καὶ τὸ δαιμόνιον πολλὰ ἱλάσκοιντο. καίτοι τὸ μὲν γυναικῶν ἀφιέναι φωνὴν ἀνθρώπων ἐστὶ φωνὴν ἀφιέναι, (39) καὶ οὐδεὶς ἂν ἀκούων γυναικὸς δυσχεράνειεν. δὲ τοιοῦτος ἦχος τίνων ἐστίν; οὐχὶ τῶν ἀνδρογύνων; οὐχὶ τῶν τὰ αἰδοῖα ἀποκεκομμένων; οὐδὲ τούτων ἀεὶ καὶ πρὸς ἅπαντας, ἀλλὰ ἴδιον αὐτῶν ὥσπερ ξύμβολον. φέρε δ´ εἰ κατεζωσμένοι πάντες ἐβαδίζετε τυμπανίζοντες, {καὶ} μηδὲν ὑμῖν ἐδόκει τοῦτ´ εἶναι χαλεπόν; εἰ συνέβαινεν ὑμᾶς ὑψηλήν τινα ἔχειν ἄκραν νὴ Δία ὄρος ὑπερκείμενον, ὥσπερ ἕτεραι πόλεις, ὅπου τις ἀνελθὼν ἕκαστον μὲν σαφῶς ἀκούειν μὴ δύναιτο, τὸν δὲ ξύμπαντα θροῦν, ποῖος ἦχος ὑμῖν ἂν ἀνενεχθῆναι δοκεῖ; δῆλον ὅτι τοῦ πλείονος ὥσπερ ἐν ἁρμονίᾳ κρατοῦντος; [30,35] Now, if there existed any city in which you were continually hearing persons making lament, and in which no one could walk even a short distance without encountering that ill-omened sound, is there anyone, by Zeus, who would like to visit such a place ? And yet lamentation, one might say, is a sign of misfortune, whereas the sound of which I am speaking is a sign of shamelessness and of extreme licentiousness. Surely it is reasonable that men should prefer to spend their time among those who are unfortunate rather than among those who are licentious. I for my part would not choose to hear even the pipes constantly ; nay, if there exists a place in which there is a constant sound of pipes or song or lyres, as indeed they say is the case with the 'Sirens' crag, which ever resounds with melody, I could not bring myself to go and live there. But as for that boorish and distressing sound you make, what ordinary mortal could endure it ? Why, if a man in passing by a house hears a sound like that, of course he will say it's a brothel. But what will men say of the city in which almost everywhere just one note prevails, and whose inhabitants make no exception of season or day or place, but, on the contrary, in alley-ways, in private houses, at market, at the theatre, in the gymnasium this snorting is dominant ? Besides, while I have never up to the present moment heard anybody play the pipes at sunrise in the city, this amazing tune of yours starts going at break of day. (37) However, I am not unaware that some may believe that I am talking nonsense when I inquire into matters such as this, and think that this snorting makes no difference, provided only that you continue to bring in your vegetables by the wagon-load and to find bread in abundance for all to buy, and your salt fish and meats as well. But still let them consider the matter for themselves in this way : Supposing one of them came to a city in which everybody always uses his middle finger in pointing to anything, and, if he offers his right hand, offers it in that fashion, and, if he extends his hand for any purpose, either for voting in assembly or in the casting of his ballot as a juryman, extends it so, what sort of place would the newcomer think that city to be ? And suppose everybody walked with his clothes pulled up, as if wading in a pool ? Are you not aware that such conduct has provided occasion for slander against you, with the result that those who are ill-disposed toward you are supplied with material wherewith to defame you as a people ? Well, how comes it that people shout at you the narre Cercopes ? And yet men say that it should make no difference either to you or to anybody else what others say, but only what you yourselves do. Well then, supposing certain people should as a community be so afflicted that all the males got female voices and that no male, whether young or old, could say anything man-fashion, would that not seem a grievous experience and harder to bear, I'll warrant, than any pestilence, and as a result would they not send to the sanctuary of the god and try by many gifts to propitiate the divine power ? And yet to speak with female voice is to speak with human voice, and nobody would be vexed at hearing a woman speak. But who are they who make that sort of sound ? Are they not the creatures of mixed sex ? Are they not men who have had their testicles lopped off? Nay, even they do not always make that sound, nor to all persons, but it is reserved for themselves, a sort of password of their own. Come, suppose you all were accustomed to walk with clothes girt tight, or playing the tambourine, and that this practice did not seem to you at all vexatious. Suppose you happened to possess a lofty rock, or, by Zeus, an overhanging mountain such as other cities have, and that a man who made the ascent could not hear distinctly individual voices but only the general murmur, what kind of sound do you think would have been borne aloft to him ? Would it not, evidently, be the sound made by the majority, prevailing as if by harmony of tone ?


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